Shaun Groves
I took The Cousins to the bus stop yesterday morning and when we arrived Phillip yelped that he’d left his backpack in his house – a block away.
Racing to get there and back before the bus arrived, I replayed the morning in my head: “Guys, let’s get shoes on and get your stuff together.” “Alrighty, you guys have backpacks and lunch money?” “Phillip, you got your backpack?” Phillip, is that your backpack over there?” “Everybody got everything?”
I made it back to the bus stop just as the bus pulled away with Phillip inside sans backpack.
I knew the bus would be at the stop near my house in about twenty minutes though so I raced there to beat it and passed the backpack off to one of Redneck Neighbor’s daughters standing there with her backpack on. I asked her to please get it to Phillip when she got on the bus. I bet no one even had to ask her to get her backpack. Weirdo.
How do people do the whole keeping up with things thing? I don’t get it. I try, I really do, but that part of my brain is damaged. I have the hardest time remembering where I put my wallet…or my backpack. I left the last remaining piece of label-purchased expensive clothing on a plane a couple weeks ago: a $300 Diesel jacket. Gone. I annoy myself.
So I’m heading to Wisconsin today sans jacket. If only someone would race to the tarmac with it in hand. Oh, if only I had an Uncle Me to bail me out.
Shawn Bashor says:
You know, I have thought you and Brant were a lot alike. I used to think this because of the intellect factor and the way the two of you think. Now with this admission of scatter-brainess, I believe you to actually be from the same tree.
Kat says:
If only I had “label-purchased expensive clothing.”
Sorry about your jacket…was your name on the tag?
Becky says:
An “Uncle Me.”
That’s hilarious.
Shaun Groves says:
No, mom, my name wasn’t on the tag.
Yea, it sounds like a good thing to have label-purchsed clothing but I couldn’t return any of it because i didn’t have receipts and it was hard to wear $250 jeans while talking about the need to save kids from poverty. So, it was more of a free ethical dilemma than a wardrobe. But, yea, it was nice to have someone else buy you clothes, even if it only happened once every two years for a photo shoot. I hate shopping. Seriously, hate it.
DrewbieTech says:
OK, totally unrelated: Shaun, I swear I saw your twin last night. I was in King, NC, eating dinner with my in-laws, and across the restaurant was this guy who looked exactly like you. In fact, for a minute I thought it was you, and I couldn’t decide if I should randomly shout your name, or start belting out “Welcome Home”, just to see if you/he would turn your/his head, but I chickened out. My in-laws already think I’m plenty weird. I tried to take a picture with my cell phone, but it’s not very good quality.
Alan says:
“If I only had brain”.
“A heart”.
“Da courage”.